This beautiful angel has fallen off the wall hundreds of times. She's lost the pretty, delicate, lacy banner she used to hold, and the crown on her head. Her toes look chewed off, but she's still holding up, and I love her for it.
She currently sits outside my bedroom door, near another window from PopPop's and some spin art by Annie, reminding me of the beauty that has been brought into my life by people like this now far-away friend who has had many struggles of her own and shared so generously of herself.
UPDATE: I have just found a beautiful project over at The Pleated Poppy and I may transform the window a'la "New Life for an Old Door".